(Голо́дный, как волк.)

[birjuzovyj]

( as per her normal ritual, viktoriya is standing her opened room finishing setting up for her afternoon tea. not just the door, but the windows as well; the coming summer breeze wafting the smell of pastries and tea about their hall. she herself moves to sit, back to the door and eyes instead focused on the the open windows and giving a slow sigh

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[sibirtigger]

He raised an eyebrow, standing at the door. He feels... old today. Tomorrow looms the day he was established as a federal district, as good a birthday as any, but that is for another day.
He eyes the spread of pasties and tea before speaking.
"You look as though you are expecting a visitor."

[birjuzovyj]

This is what I normally make. ( glancing over and giving a shrug of her shoulders. ) Perhaps I'm hoping for a visitor.

[sibirtigger]

"I am sure I am not what you are looking for, but would I do for a visitor?"

[birjuzovyj]

( there's a moments silence before she lifts a hand, gesturing for him to take the empty seat at the table. ) You are fine...

[sibirtigger]

He nods once before making his way across the room. He feels... a bit naked without his usual coat, and his missing knife does nothing for his feelings of exposure.

Taking the seat, he sits rigidly.

"You are feeling better?"

[birjuzovyj]

Much better. The coal mine disaster is weighing heavy on me, but physically I am fine.

( a pause. ) You?

[sibirtigger]

He shifts in his chair slightly, letting his gaze drift to the side.
"I have been... better."

[birjuzovyj]

Would you like to talk about it?

[sibirtigger]

"I am... upset. Obviously, but I doubt talking of it will help."

[birjuzovyj]

Obviously. But, if that is your choice I will respect it. ( sipping her tea before nodding to the food. ) You should eat something.

[sibirtigger]

He nods shortly.
"It would be for the best if I do not."

He eyed the food briefly.
"I am not hungry."

[birjuzovyj]

( she shrugs, placing the tea cup down. ) I heard from a little bird ( COUGHsaintpetersburgCOUGH ) That you and my brother got into a fight not to long ago, I hope you've made up since then.

[sibirtigger]

He shrugged.

"We get into many fights. Though recently we are trying to prevent that from happening.

Do not worry yourself though. He always wins."

[birjuzovyj]

Hmm. For some reason I would have thought you would have an upper hand over him.

[sibirtigger]

He shrugged.
"No. For some reason, I cannot beat him." He laughed shortly, grinning sardonically.
"Perhaps it is because he is ruthless from the very beginning, yes?"

[birjuzovyj]

Perhaps. ( there's a thoughtful pause as she seems to be in deep thought for a moment. )